Dropping her jaw, Melinoë shuttered, whether it was because of fear or not, I did not know as both Megaera, and I vanished simultaneously. Her by foot me by shadow stepping; however, as I backed away to the limit of my zone of ten meters, a vicious gash upward from my shoulder to my leg appeared.
Groaning in pain, blood gushed from my wound as I smiled at Megaera, glaring at me with pure anger where I once stood. I did not know why I was smiling, but it felt right. Releasing Mimir from my palm, I studied the warrior before me.
"I missed?" Megaera coldly stated, looking at their hand that held no stain upon them. Narrowing her gaze, she drew the blade upon her waist.
"Are you not going to stop this?" I shouted towards Hades, turning the other way.
"It was not my mouth that caused this situation. Next time think I am not your nanny, boy, and Megaera is a trusted servant that has been a part of my house far longer than I can remember. "Said Hades scoffing in contempt, "Melinoë, you are to get rid of the shades and get me Hephaestus."
"You are allowing me to go to the mortal world?" Melinoe hopefully asked.
"Should I find another?" Hades inquired impatiently, waving her off, "Hurry up, there is an Olympian Gate you can leave through, and be quick about it."
Leaping into his embrace, Little miss crazy Kissed his cheek before rushing off in a crimson blur taking all the shades with her in an instant. Gazing at my only hope, I cursed myself for my foolish actions.
"Meg... I mean, Megaera, it was simply a slip of the tongue. Due forgive this, King." I bitterly said, creating a shadow spear from the darkness around me. Narrowing my gaze, the silence. I sighed, "So, I guess we are doing this?"
"You are not a god, Arsene, and this is not the shadow Realm. If you die, you die." Hades warned, causing my mood to sink even lower, "Good luck battling a False God."
"So you are in the realm after Demi-God. " I scoffed, narrowing my gaze as the flames of hellfire began to radiate off my body searing my wounds closed as to stop the blood loss. Releasing a deep breath, I pushed all the qi I had into my mind to slow my perception as much as possible.
Circles were the only thing I could cast instantly, and with them being fueled by the Flames of Hellfire, they should be able to at least damage Megaera.
Shattering the ground below her, Megarea bolted towards me like a crimson blur; however, I was ready, or at least I thought, when her blade suddenly began to change, flying towards me like a whip; my eyes shot open wide as I shadow stepped into the air pointing my fingers down as hundreds of emblems filled the skies. However, the moment they appeared the moment a scarlet blade severed them in half.
"FUCK! HADES, THIS IS NOT FAIR!" I shouted in panic, Shadow stepping away as her blade fell towards me.
"Disgusting little rat, is this all you are capable of?" Megaera voiced in her captivating tone. "I would have thought the boy trained by Thanatos would be at least more resilient!"
I am going to eat this bitch! Same with that fucker Thanatos. Both of them will pay!
Scuffing at her words, the heavenly symbol of Light and Darkness filled my eyes. Since pushing into the outside world was not going to happen without Megaera destroying them the moment they appeared within the world. Peering into her heart for any weakness, my brow began to scrunch at the scenes.
"Your sisters—"
"Arsene, that is enough." Hades said, bearing down at Megaera and me, "No need to play with her devil's heart. You misspoke; own up and apologize. So that this little farce can come to an end."
"That's it? I almost died, and all I needed to do was apologize?" I suddenly shouted, "FUCK THAT!"
"Than die," Megaera stated in her cold casual tone, her blade already at my throat.
"Sorry, Megaera, I was a dumb ass." I shamelessly said with zero fucks.
Pausing her blade, blood began to trickle down my throat as she sneered. Lowering her whip sword, "Was it not for the King's words, I would have killed you!"
"And I would have broken you, making you no more a useless toy," I indifferently replied, rolling my eyes, "Be grateful Hades said what he did, and I am feeling quite capricious as of late. was I my usual self, I would have broken you the moment I saw your heart regardless of the words of Hades."
"Enough! Megaera stands down, and Arsene was Soloman with Aeron?" Hades asked in a dark tone.
"No, but he did mention him. They seem to be on different sides. Form what I could gather. Why do you ask?"
"Soloman is Aerons Master," Hades muttered, clenching the armrest of his throne.
"You seem to know of Soloman," I asked, noticing the slight tremor of concern within the brow of hades. Which was odd. Hades was never one to concern himself with the outside world.
"He came to my domain once. Almost killed Khaos in the process simply to speak to me." Hades lightly whispered as if remembering it like it was yesterday. "He wanted to know more about the Abyssal Plane and the Plane of Oblivian, the progenitor of my origin once ruled."
That plane again. It seems these planes are becoming more and more important the stronger I get. Noctem, Elysium, Realm of Blood, now Oblivian.
"What did he want from you?"
"Hades," Mimir suddenly said, "I would not if I were you. Soloman is not one you can simply speak about in the open."
"Head, do not presume to know me!" Hades coldly scuffed, "This realm we are within was once a part of the Plane of Oblivian. None can look upon me, not even that foolish woman within your eyes. This is my Realm!"
"how—"
"Ignore him, keep going," I coldly said, sending a cold glance towards the glowing eye of Mimir. Scuffing, I began treating my wounds while Hades continued.
"I told half-truths, Soloman has a deep fascination within all the twelve Planes for some reason. A fool if you ask me, but his thirst for knowledge is insatiable. Arsene, you are getting to be a god, so you will come to understand how greedy these beasts can be.
"As you know, Past demi-god is False God; however, once you pass that point, you can finally begin gathering a following. It's a powerful tool to have believers even in the age of old this is how Gods grew in power. Praying and sacrificing was one way of doing your god justice, but another way was following their Dao. If a god was one of Justice, then you would essentially be granting him power by committing good deeds. "
"But is that not slow? Is there not faster methods?"
"There are, but this method was the best. Each man or God carries divinity within them, and it grows and festers deep within the soul. You are a devil, so you understand the value of a soul, but we are different. We cannot simply drain a soul, it's not within our power to do so, but if a human or beast prays and commits actions that benefit us, we gather that divinity within their soul that can never deplete."
"The Soul Core! It has divinity within it." I said, smiling at the seven million souls within me.
"Yes, but it's a little more complex than that, but that is why Heaven and Hell are so powerful, and also why everyone else is so much weaker. Few resources hold divinity, so we spread our mythology throughout the Bed of Chaos in hopes of prayer and worship. In response, we can offer booms or powerful artifacts to those that follow our will."